Wichita eagle., 1887-01-18

only. Ny child, 1t IS an offense again.
God for any one to precipitate himself into
death without any necessity. Listen to
me. Young people ought to respect the
white boards. Why dost thou refuse to
look at me? Thou wilt see how much I
resemble thy father"
The old mans voice was trembling, his
emotion increased; he excited himself in
speaking. Two big tears were rolling
down nv cheeks. / made step toward
the major, who, seeing, or rather guess
inc. nv intention. shook his head The
chaouch cotinued:
..Dost thou despise me2 Dost thou see
that wound? / got it fighting for the holy
cause under the greatest of al the MussuI-
mans. Sidi el Hadji Abdel kada (may the
blessing of God be with HIM. l was thy
age then. God wanted not the triumph
Of his worshipers. What the illustrious
warrior for the faith was unable to do it
is not for Mock-eI-Rani TO accomplish
this proud, this pork eater, this wine
drinker. this almost Frenchman. Believe.
nv child, cur hour shall come That
is written By God, but this hour has not
come yet"
And that chaouch who was thus speak
ing had been over twenty years an official
Of the French government and every one
considered him as one Of Us.
Again he continued:
Now this word, thou shalt say it,
That engages no one. Thou art cour-
ageous fellow. Thou hast done enough
TO prove how brave thou art. Think of
thy parents. Hast thou not a familys
Then thou shalt live with me. Thou
shalt be beloved son to me.''
And he pressed the spy against his
breast and kissed him warmly, but i'm
movable as a statue, the man seemed
neither to hear him nor to see him. The
sound Of some heavy and regular steps
were heard approaching.
It was the platoon Of execution.
The chaouch burst into tears; he pur-
sued his entreaties.
1--WE are all thy friends, yes. the whole
of us. IS it not so, captainf1 added he.
addressing me directly.
/ nodded affirnatiyely.
Then thou wilt not permit Us TO be the
witness Of thy death. Thou wilt not in
fiict such shame on US, my son. By the
grave of Sidi Yacub Iord jacob and the
sacred stone Of the Ka 'ba (mosque) Of
FL Mecca
Not an answer, not q word, not move
ment, not look.
The twelve chasseurs had fallen in line
under the command of the sergeant.
Retire, - said the ma or TO the chaouch.
The old man, staggering on his legs,
said: ''Sabir, mercy
did he ask for it?''
Yes
But the spy rose terrible.
''It is a lie! Death to the Roumis'
dogs.
The sergeant gave the command.
Calm"
AT this moment the spy's voice re-
sounded strong and piercing. He recited
''El Chelsen."
'.Chelsen II Allah, lila Allah, Mohan-
med. Rassoul AlIahr'
(T'here IS no God but God, and Mo-
hammed Is the prophet of Cod
\ red fash and loud report cut short
the words Of the profession Of faith on the
lips of the spy.
'.See, captain, - said the lieutenant to
me, your TurcOs and spahis are gone"
looked around, all the native soldiers
had left the place, alone the old chaouch
had remained His eyes, in which a
glowing fire had dried the tears, were
fixed on the corpse of the spy with wild
expression.
The next morning seven TurcoS and
three spahis had deserted, and among the
deserters was my orderly, Mohlmmed Ben
Brahim (may the blessing of God be with
HIM -Translated for New York Graphic
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